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Wednesday, November 26, 2014

I hope you are having a wonderful November so far. If you
are in my neck of the woods ~ Minden to Oshawa, Ontario Canada, you’ll have
experienced a gauntlet of weather already through November. Snow snow snow,
dashes of rain, ice-cold frigid winds and then the November thaw. Ugh!

Florida, take us away!!

Well, I can’t get you all to Florida and the warm weather,
but I can deliver you a hot Christmas read that takes place in Northern
Ontario, Canada.

If you’re in the mood for Christmas or just want to get into
the mood, Cowboys for Christmas is
now on the loose, getting lovely reviews and looking for readers.

Jennifer Jane Watson has spent the past
ten Christmases in a maximum security prison. The last thing she expects is to
get early parole along with a job on a secluded Canadian cattle ranch serving
Christmas holiday dinners to three of the sexiest cowboys she's ever met!

Rafe, Brady and Dan thought they were getting a couple of male ex-cons to help
out around their secluded ranch. The last thing they expect is an attractive
and very appealing woman fresh out of prison. In the snowbound wilds of
Northern Ontario, female companionship is rare. It's a good thing the three men
like to share...

They're dominating, sexy-as-sin and they fill JJ with the hottest ménage
fantasies she's ever had. Suddenly she's craving Cowboys for Christmas and
wishing for something she knows she can never have...a happily ever after.

For more Christmas Encounters, check out these lovely reads
from Sexy Scribbles.

As we slide into December, I’d like to extend to you and yours best
wishes for a wonderful holiday season.

Enter for a chance to win 2 ebooks and a baseball bracelet! (Rafflecopter below) E-books: My Highlander Cover Model and Tee for ThreeCan three lonely people keep pain, bitterness, and grief at bay or will emotional fireworks tear down the walls surrounding their hearts?

WILD PITCH BLURB:

When recently divorced Connie arranges a wild
1Night Stand date for her widowed best friend, Nicole, she’s only got her
friend’s happiness in mind. But one glance at the gorgeous younger man waiting
at the Cougar Cave convinces Connie to seize the opportunity to act out her own
secret fantasy—a three-way—if Nicole is up for the challenge. After all, she
doesn’t even know about the original plan.

Cut from his Double-A baseball team, all Barrett
Michaels wants to do is drown his sorrows. But he’s already paid for a 1Night
Stand, and with the arrangements made, he decides to go through with it in
hopes it will give him one night of happiness before figuring out what to do
with his future. Though he asked for an experienced older woman, he
receives not one, but two beautiful women, who offer a night of mind-blowing,
sensual pleasure.

Can Madame Eve’s special brand of magic ease the
pain and tear down the walls surrounding the hearts of three lonely people?

Note: No FF Interaction

Connie
Hollingsway had just found the meat filling for her hero sandwich. As far as
she was concerned, the man met all the requirements she’d requested from Madame
Eve, and he sat in the exact location where she’d been informed he’d be. Connie
cast a quick glance toward her best friend, Nicole Sullivan, and amended her
thought to, our hero sandwich. After all, she’d planned the evening
for Nikki, as she could use the diversion. Truth be told, so could Connie.

Bass from inane
techno music reverberated off the wood-paneled walls of the Cougar Cave. The
club buzzed with excitement, pulsating with the promise of sex and the certain
knowledge that one-night stands were the main item on the snack menu.

Connie’s gaze
slid back to the hottie sitting alone in a booth directly across from them. The
guy, in a word, exuded perfection. Ascertaining his age proved difficult under
the flashing strobe lights, since he sat underneath a neon sign for Budweiser
that cast a reddish glow over his stunningly gorgeous face.

She’d asked for
a ruggedly handsome male under thirty, and the hunk seemed to fit the bill. His
milk chocolate-colored, tousled hair had an I-just-rolled-out-of-bed
appearance. Sexy. Like most young guys, he had scruffy whiskers, but her keen
eye observed the delectable cleft in his well-shaped chin. Three empty beer
bottles and a half-full glass sat in front of him, and he waved to the waiter
for more.

A sly smile
curved her mouth. She’d been told, via e-mail from Madame Eve, that the “man
under the Budweiser sign” would be game for a one-night stand with an
older woman. Drunk enough, he might even be open and willing to consider
Connie’s shocking, but sensual suggestion. Warming Nikki up to the idea might
prove a challenge though.

Connie had been
about to speak, but the words died in her throat the moment he rose, shook off
his leather jacket, and hung it on the coatrack on the back of the bench seat.
Her mouth dropped in shock, but she quickly recovered. Taller than she’d first
imagined, he stood at least a few inches over six feet. A skin-tight black
T-shirt hugged his powerful physique. Tucked into a pair of incredibly tight
blue jeans, it showcased his torso to sculpted excellence. Denim strained
across rock-hard thighs, a muscular, ass and—her held breath whooshed out and
ended in a moan—showed off an impressive package. Man-meat was sharpened
into hardened precision, enough to rival the marble statues of Greek gods. Even
better than she could’ve hoped for.

She had to get a
closer look.

Karyn Gerrard Bio:

Karyn lives in a small town in the western
corner of Ontario, Canada. She whiles away her spare time writing and reading
romance while drinking copious amounts of Earl Grey tea. Tortured heroes are a
must. A multi-published author with a few bestsellers under her belt, Karyn
loves to write historicals and contemporaries. As long as she can avoid being
hit by a runaway moose in her wilderness paradise she assumes everything is
golden.

Karyn’s been happily married for a long
time to her own hero. His encouragement keeps her moving forward.

Gayl Taylor spent much of her youth daydreaming and making up stories. Life in her imaginary world was full of adventure, intrigue, and romance. Temporarily distracted by real life, marriage, three kids, and the necessary paycheck, she found her way back to writing as a hobby and eventually pursued her dream of being a published author.

Although she still has her day job, at night Gayl writes steamy, sensual romance. Her passion for music and sports feeds her imagination inspiring her to write about smoking hot rock stars, sexy athletes, and the women who bring them to their knees. She has three titles published with Breathless Press, Ride a Cock Horse, part of the Naughty Nursery Rhyme line, Lady Luck, and Tea for Three, part of the Wonderland Tales collection, and Wild Pitch a 1Night Stand published by Decadent Publishing.

A native California girl, Gayl lives in the San Francisco Bay Area with her three sons and Ozzy, their aloof but loving cat. She is a self-proclaimed coffee addict, closet rock star, die-hard baseball fan, and hopeless romantic.

The authors are giving away an eBook each of Tea for Three by Gayl Taylor and My Highlander Cover Model by Karyn Gerrard and a baseball bracelet. To enter the contest, complete the rafflecopter entries.

Wednesday, November 12, 2014

In one week, Princess Ro’sa will board a spaceship, leaving her home on
Minjet to be with her betrothed on Earth. The only problem is, she detests the
prince’s selfish and arrogant ways, preferring to spend time with his personal
aide, a man who stirs her desires in ways she never imagined possible with his
radiant blue eyes and smouldering lips. And oh, the way he touches her.

Earth’s
post-apocalyptic landscape offers little but the alliance offers much and a
princess must do her duty, no matter the danger to her person and to her heart.

At
the whoosh of the space shuttle flying overhead, the feline on Ro’sa’s knee
hissed before jumping to the floor. Ro’sa hurried to the front of the house,
pressing her palms and nose against the window. Somewhere in that ship was her
betrothed, the prince from Earth she would marry.

Ka’lyn,
her best friend, squeezed in beside her, claiming the rest of the available
window space.

“What do you think he looks like? I’ve never seen anyone from
Earth before. Maybe he has two heads, or one eye....” She nudged Ro’sa’s side.
“Two cocks?”

“Ka,
really?” Flaring heat rushed to Ro’sa’s cheeks and temporarily paused the
fluttering of firetubes in her stomach. In seven rotations, she would say
good-bye to her home, her family, and all of her friends to be with a complete
stranger. She’d grown up knowing this time would come, but it had always seemed
so far away. Until he’d arrived. Ro’sa swallowed her nerves. “His people
just recently joined the Confederacy. I think the only reason they were invited
was to prevent an intergalactic war when they learned of the existence of life
beyond their own solar system.” They’d
already destroyed most of their planet. Who knows what they would have done had
the Confederacy not intervened?

Ka’lyn
grabbed her shoulders and turned Ro’sa to face her. “I know all this, but what
do they look like?”

“Humanoid,
like us.” She searched her memory for the few Terran dignitaries she’d met.
“But their skin is different shades of brown, from nearly white to almost
black.” Though she had no idea where her betrothed fit into the spectrum, never
having been allowed to travel to Earth. How she wished she had. If her parents
had allowed them to meet earlier, she’d have far fewer worries and much more
experience with how to interact with those from Earth, and with her betrothed.
She’d retained her virginity for him, the only female her age on the planet who
hadn’t experienced sex, though she hoped to know what it was like before she
left for Earth.

“Weird.
So, when do you get to meet him?”

“Tonight.”
Ro’sa returned her gaze out the window, watching the shuttle descend onto the
runway. Had the prince saved himself for her? “There’s an official introduction
ceremony where we will shake hands and eat our first meal together.”

“That’s
crap.” Her friend tugged on her fingers. “Let’s go meet him as he’s coming off
the ship.”

Ro’sa
shook her head, yanking her hand away. “I can’t. I have to follow protocol.”

“Then
we’ll hide in the shrubs. Don’t you want to check him out before you’re
introduced to him in front of everyone?”

Biting
her bottom lip, Ro’sa watched the spacecraft disappear below the treetops. “I
guess.” Then she wouldn’t look like a fool in her first reaction to him. She
could hold her emotions in check, having already caught sight of the prince.

“Let’s
go then.” Ka’lyn stood at the door before she had the chance to move.

They left her friend’s home behind. Darting
through the woods on the packed dirt path, Ro’sa hoped they’d make it to the
runway in time. If the castle guards hastened him away, they’d never make it in
time. Why hadn’t her parents let her meet him years ago? Was he that horrendous
looking? At least they could have shown her a picture.

Bio:

Jessica
E. Subject is the author of contemporary and science fiction romance, ranging
from sweet to erotica. In her stories, you could meet clones, or a sexy alien
or two. You may even be transported to another planet for a romantic
rendezvous.

When
Jessica isn't reading, writing, or doing dreaded housework, she likes to get
out and walk. Fast. But she just may slow down if there is a waterfall nearby.

Jessica
lives in Ontario, Canada with her husband and two energetic children. And she
loves to hear from her readers. You can find her at jessicasubject.com and
on twitter @jsubject.